Crawling back from the dead...
Creanlo o no...
Evil esta viva.
It's true, it's true! I'm back! well, I've always been here, just not in here here but whatever. How's it goin'? how's life out there peeps? I'm dead here, it's so much damn stress I'm dying.
Right now I'm enjoying my last days of vacations. If there's something that get's on my nerves that is christian fanatics, but at least I get something out of all this mess: relaxing time. Though not that much, I've got too much hwk to see after and I didn't get Orlando Enraged for my Reinassance lit class (it was 400 varos and it's like twice the size of the bible in mini tiny letters and I refuse to get a book that I will not read again in my life, apart that my teacher doesn't even check it out fully in class and his essays are a bore. And he's a bastard...) so I'm screwed... dunno what I'm gonna do about that or Erasmo de Rotterdam which I should have read too, or Tomas Moro which I should have read too... ah well...
tengo sueño
And I went to Chopo today (seriously, the only place in the world where darks, goths, emos, punks, ska's, skinheads, rappers, rasta n' metal get together) and got myself a set of black suspensors (tirantes pues) which are so cool and not emo at all and I'm happy. Kinda. I've been spending my money in cheap crap and anime lately... oh and in books. It's never a waste of time when you get back home with Rabelais and Gensomaden Saiyuki under your arm, believe me, even if the manga is expensier than the book. Yeah, so 7 doolars isn't that much money but 70 pesos is for me... y comparando al libro, que me salio en como 15 varos, pues no.
Y estoy debrayando
My latest girl-lover has a boyfriend now. It feels like I'm dragging back in the world of the very loved, what a bore. Ah well, I can still pretend everything is great withing myself so it's not so damn bad I guess. It could be worse. I could have been abandoned by a gay man, that would have been worse.
Y ya me canse
I want to be an angry, bisexual novelist with better things to do than this... really.
Evil esta viva.
It's true, it's true! I'm back! well, I've always been here, just not in here here but whatever. How's it goin'? how's life out there peeps? I'm dead here, it's so much damn stress I'm dying.
Right now I'm enjoying my last days of vacations. If there's something that get's on my nerves that is christian fanatics, but at least I get something out of all this mess: relaxing time. Though not that much, I've got too much hwk to see after and I didn't get Orlando Enraged for my Reinassance lit class (it was 400 varos and it's like twice the size of the bible in mini tiny letters and I refuse to get a book that I will not read again in my life, apart that my teacher doesn't even check it out fully in class and his essays are a bore. And he's a bastard...) so I'm screwed... dunno what I'm gonna do about that or Erasmo de Rotterdam which I should have read too, or Tomas Moro which I should have read too... ah well...
tengo sueño
And I went to Chopo today (seriously, the only place in the world where darks, goths, emos, punks, ska's, skinheads, rappers, rasta n' metal get together) and got myself a set of black suspensors (tirantes pues) which are so cool and not emo at all and I'm happy. Kinda. I've been spending my money in cheap crap and anime lately... oh and in books. It's never a waste of time when you get back home with Rabelais and Gensomaden Saiyuki under your arm, believe me, even if the manga is expensier than the book. Yeah, so 7 doolars isn't that much money but 70 pesos is for me... y comparando al libro, que me salio en como 15 varos, pues no.
Y estoy debrayando
My latest girl-lover has a boyfriend now. It feels like I'm dragging back in the world of the very loved, what a bore. Ah well, I can still pretend everything is great withing myself so it's not so damn bad I guess. It could be worse. I could have been abandoned by a gay man, that would have been worse.
Y ya me canse
I want to be an angry, bisexual novelist with better things to do than this... really.